Hogwarts vampire professor

Hearing Dracula's voice close to his ear, Voldemort was frightened and turned his head suddenly to look to his side.

The silver-haired figure chuckled and appeared beside him so suddenly, as if he was not affected by the basilisk in the slightest.

He looked back at the basilisk in disbelief, seeing that it was green and as thick as an oak trunk. Everything seemed to be healthy and normal. But I don't know why its gaze lost its effect.

Wait, how can such a destructive magical animal like the basilisk be so quiet? !

Voldemort looked over carefully, only to find that it was lying "obediently" in the corner of the room, with its eyes closed and its whole body shivering...

The "hissing" Parseltongue came out of Voldemort's mouth again, urging the Basilisk to bite Dracula.

If Dracula is immune to the Basilisk's gaze, use poison against him!

As Voldemort thought this, his Parseltongue became more and more urgent.

However, the basilisk ignored his intention and even shrank back with an innocent and flattering expression.

"How can this be……"

Voldemort was extremely shocked, and his voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Nothing is impossible." Dracula walked to the Basilisk and said with a half-smile, "I can only say... you are the one who is truly arrogant and ignorant, right, Mr. Voldemort?"

The basilisk lowered its head tamely, closed its eyes, and allowed Dracula to pat its smooth, cold head.

"You are neither the heir of Slytherin nor can you use Parseltongue...why would it listen to you?" Voldemort looked at this scene with difficulty and asked.

"Perhaps you are afraid that I will bully it?" Dracula pushed the flexible snake body, coiled it up into a sofa-like shape, and then lay down on it comfortably.

During this period, the basilisk did not dare to move at all. It just moved its body in accordance with Dracula's strength, willing to become a smooth snake scale sofa.

In fact, Dracula had known this Slytherin pet as early as a thousand years ago, and had even formed a deep "friendship" with it.

At that time, Slytherin had not yet broken with the other three founders, but secretly built an experimental base for dark magic transformation.

He successfully hatched a basilisk according to the breeding method left by the despicable Herbo.

Dracula was intrigued after learning about the properties of the basilisk's gaze. So as a vampire who likes to seek death, he secretly sneaked into the cave where the basilisk was cultivated while Slytherin was not paying attention, and forced the poor basilisk to look at him...

The fact is, Dracula is still alive and well today.

The Basilisk's Gaze is indeed an extremely powerful and difficult-to-resist natural magic, but it still has its limitations.

According to Salazar Slytherin's tests, the basilisk's gaze must be looked at directly without any obstruction to have the greatest effect. Any obstruction that causes the gaze to be deflected will weaken its effect - such as through a mirror, Through glass, etc., the damage caused by the basilisk's gaze will be attenuated to varying degrees, resulting in effects such as death and petrification.

Secondly, the Basilisk's innate magic is far from being an unlimited rule-based magic, but is activated through magic power. If a basilisk looks at a wizard with profound magic power, there is a high probability that it will not be killed immediately.

In addition, this kind of magic can only have full effect on living people. If the person facing the basilisk is a ghost, inferi or other inanimate species, this innate magic will only have a partial effect and achieve the effect of petrification.

Unfortunately, Dracula alone occupies the next two restrictions——

His magical power is far beyond what a basilisk can match; and vampires are a species of the living dead, not actual living people, so the basilisk's gaze cannot have a complete effect.

Because of this, Dracula and the Basilisk looked at each other and only felt a slight lightness, and had no other reaction.

The same thing happened a thousand years ago. Dracula looked into the eyes of the Basilisk many times to experience the light and airy feeling of his soul being stirred. He exhausted the magic power in the Basilisk's body countless times, making it miserable.

So the basilisk learned to be smart. When it saw Dracula again, it consciously closed its eyes and did not look at him, thinking that it had escaped from the sea of ​​suffering... Then it was beaten by Dracula and forced to use The basilisk's gaze.

Between being beaten up and running out of magic power, the basilisk chose to consume magic power to avoid being beaten...

From then on, the basilisk would reflexively close its eyes when seeing Dracula.

When it came out of the water pipe today, when it saw the demon with its scary big yellow eyes, it was almost frightened to death. It thought it had had a thousand-year nightmare!

How could it dare to follow Voldemort's instructions and attack Dracula?

One is a close friend of Slytherin, and the other is an unworthy descendant of Slytherin who knows how many generations later. The basilisk uses its tail to figure out which one is more terrifying!

Seeing the docile look of the basilisk and Dracula lying on top of it, Voldemort gritted his teeth and suddenly rushed towards Harry, who was still unconscious, and stabbed Harry with Quirrell's wand. on the forehead.

"Let me go, Dracula!" he said viciously, "or I will kill your good student!"

Dracula frowned slightly, stood up from the basilisk, and took two steps forward slowly.

"I'm very disappointed, Mr. Voldemort." Dracula looked at the ugly face in front of him and said softly, "If you choose to raise your wand and fight me, I might even look at you with approval. Your identity as the Dark Lord."

"I didn't expect that when you encounter this situation, your first thought is not how to defeat me, but how to use hostages to protect yourself and escape."

"Stop talking nonsense, Dracula!" Voldemort said sternly, "Let me go, or let Potter die here, make a choice!"

After hearing this, Dracula looked at him with a very strange look, which made him feel terrified.

"What an honor." Dracula suddenly showed an evil smile, "Do you think I have such a high moral quality in your eyes?"

Voldemort suddenly felt something bad, and his whole body turned into black smoke and spread out.

The next moment, a bloody arc suddenly struck where he was just now, plowing a deep chasm into the hard ground!

Voldemort had no time to take away the Sorcerer's Stone at this time. He just quickly gathered the black smoke together, forming a skull-like shadow and quickly flew to the outside of the restricted area.

"It's really troublesome, it's this operation again."

Dracula curled his lips, stretched out a pair of sharp-segmented wings from behind, flapped his wings and followed.

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With Dracula chasing after him, Voldemort did not dare to stop for a moment, and he was flying crazily with the convenience brought by the incorporeal smoke.

It wasn't until he flew close to the Forbidden Forest, approaching the boundary of the Anti-Apparition Curse, that Voldemort relaxed slightly and looked back.

It seemed that Dracula was not flying seriously at all, but paddling like water, flapping his wings twice from time to time, hanging leisurely behind, already far away from the black smoke turned by Voldemort.

Voldemort was ecstatic in his heart, ready to cross the boundary of the anti-Apparition Curse in one fell swoop, and then let the birds fly as high as the sky!

At this moment, he vaguely saw an illusory dark moon emerging out of thin air behind him, and Dracula crashed into it and suddenly disappeared from the spot——

"How did he disappear in the anti-Apparition area?" Voldemort was stunned for a moment.

Then, while he was still dazed for a moment, the dark moon suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

Dracula emerged in the light of the dark moon, with his silver hair fluttering in the wind, and his dark wings blocking half of the moonlight, casting a deep shadow on Voldemort's gloomy face.

A stream of blood as smooth as satin flows behind the wings, turning into a bright red river, winding in a graceful arc outside the dark moonlight, and flowing in the direction traced by Dracula's slender fingers.

Finally, the blood river formed a circle and turned into a red water prison, completely surrounding Voldemort, flowing and swirling.

"So what if you can turn into smoke? How are you going to escape when every inch of space is covered?" Dracula said softly.

Seeing that something was not going well, Voldemort's body made of black smoke rushed left and right, but it was corroded by the blood and water and could not pass through the water prison built by the blood river.

"Wait a minute, Dracula!"

Seeing that he could not break through the blood-colored water prison, he felt a little desperate in his heart, but he still forced himself to shout calmly.

"What's wrong, do you have any last words?" Dracula said impatiently.

After seeing Voldemort's unstyled escape behavior before, Dracula now completely lost interest in the Dark Lord.

"Don't kill them all yet, I think we still have the possibility of turning enemies into friends!" Voldemort saw Dracula's impatient expression and said anxiously, "I know you are not a rigid old man like Dumbledore. There are no rules on how to do things, so you shouldn’t care about making a deal with me!”

"Forget it, making deals with people like you will only lower my standards." Dracula sneered and raised his hand.

The blood-colored water prison slowly tightened inward while rotating.

"Don't be impulsive, Dracula!" Voldemort cringed and rolled the black smoke into a small ball to avoid the pressure of the blood flow, and shouted urgently, "I have a secret that I have never told anyone, and it will definitely make you Interested, it is something that every wizard dreams of but cannot ask for!"

The blood-colored water prison's tightening speed stalled for a moment.

Dracula became slightly more interested, thinking that even if Voldemort, the Dark Lord, had no style, the stuff at the bottom of the box shouldn't be too bad.

So he said: "I'll give you one last chance."

Voldemort saw the bloody water prison stop and breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, he regained his confidence and said in a proud tone: "Wise choice, Dracula."

"Work with me, Dracula, and I will tell you the secret of immortality!"

Dracula: "..."

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